750 Gently kissing the corner of her lips
“It’s getting cold, I can’t even come back to my senses.”
Mrs. Fu reached out and held her hands, rubbing them gently. “You little girl, the weather is so cold, why don’t you wear more?”Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om
Song ran chuckled. I’m here for a press conference. There are reporters and they’ll take photos. There are so many actresses here too. I have to dress up and be more beautiful than the rest.
She was wearing a long, smoky-pink coat and looked extremely pretty. Mrs. Fu pinched her face. “It’s pretty enough.”
Godma, why are you here today? ” song ran smiled cheekily.
Mrs. Fu took her hand and sat her down. Yuzhang went to the Western research Institute for an inspection. I was very tired at home, so I came out to take a walk.
“You can totally sing along with your wife. Isn’t Madam accompanying you?”
She glanced at Mrs. Fu cautiously, wanting to say something but stopping herself. Mrs. Fu naturally saw her sneaky look and raised her brows.”If you have something to say, then say it. Don’t hesitate.”
Song ran pursed her lips and mustered her courage to say, ” godmother, I don’t mean to rub salt into your wound. I just want to know where you lost your daughter.
It was quiet in the car for a long time. It was so quiet that song ran’s heart was in a mess. Was she being too abrupt?
Mrs. Fu tapped her slender fingers on her knee and let out a long sigh. Song ran and Mrs. Fu were both immersed in the sad past.
at that time, Yuzhang was still in the South, Hangzhou. He was the director of the hang City Research Institute. It was winter and the sun was pretty good, so I took Weiwei out to play. At that time, I was so well-protected by Yuzhang that I didn’t know there were bad people in this world. I was never on guard against people and never had any jibes.
Mrs. Fu’s eyes reddened. Song ran felt that she was being too cruel by digging into other people’s wounds. She wanted to stop Mrs. Fu from talking in a low voice.
Mrs. Fu continued, “I was so happy when I saw the figurines on the street. I pulled Weiwei along and squeezed into the crowd. There were so many people and it was so lively. I, Yueyue, I should have held Weiwei’s hand. Now I know that not everyone in the world is good. I should have held her hand. I, Yueyue, really deserve to die!
Her tone was extremely sorrowful, and song ran’s heart ached for her.